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Requiem of a Spirit	By : worsel Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title:
Requiem of a Spirit (4/?)

Pairing: VxC, SxC

Rating: NC-17 overall, this chap PG

Warnings: Post AC, fluff, angst, sex

Spoilers: Spoilers for AC

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of the characters.

Notes: I know I said I would post two chapters today, but my beta is
still fixing chapter 5. Chapter 5 should be posted sometime tomorrow night.

A/N: (For all you people reading
this on AFF just ignore the notes until you get to chapter 6.) My sister had her wedding with a
big-arse Mardi Gras themed
party afterwards, so I didn't get much writing done over the weekend. In
addition, since I am joining the military, I will be shipped off to basic in a
while. I�m trying to get my chaps up as quick as possible so hopefully this�ll
be finished before I leave. Even if I don�t finish it by then, do not fear for
I have no intention of abandoning this fic.

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When Vincent arrived at the church, Cloud was threading his fingers through
long silver tresses and murmuring comforting words to the large motionless form
of Sephiroth. The only sign that the former general was even alive was the
slight rise and fall of his chest.

Dull jade eyes slid open and towards the door at the gunman�s entry. Cloud
didn�t bother looking up. After living with Vincent for the past few years,
Cloud was able to decipher even the slightest movement that the older man made.

Vincent walked confidently towards the two regardless of Sephiroth�s unnerving
stare. �Here,� he mumbled handing the requested garments to his lover.

Cloud smiled and pulled the now damp half skirt off of the silver haired man,
and began dressing him. Vincent turned away, staring pointedly at the shards of
colored glass on the rotted wood floor, until Cloud finished the task.

�He�s sick,� Cloud explained. �At first it looked like hypothermia, but his
body has adjusted. He�ll still need to rest for the next few days.�

�Why didn�t you tell me?� Vincent queried still not looking directly at the
blonde.

�Aerith told me yesterday, and we thought it would take longer.�

Vincent nodded, �Why isn't he speaking?�

�He drifted off again, but he didn�t say anything when he was awake. Coming
back to life takes a lot out of a person, and I doubt he wants to talk about
anything.�

�We should tell them,� Vincent stated.

�Not yet, but soon,� Cloud answered. He attempted to lift Sephiroth, but the
ex-general seemed much heavier now that Cloud�s panic driven strength faded.
�Can you help me get him home?�

�He�s coming home with us?� Vincent asked, nonplussed.

�Aerith asked me to take care of him. I can�t break a promise to her.�

Vincent shrugged, and pulled Sephiroth into his arms, �Let�s go.�

�Thank you,� Cloud whispered.

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Fenrir was obviously not meant for three, Cloud decided as Vincent scrambled
from the bike. Since Sephiroth had still been unconscious, the ex-general was
sandwiched between Cloud and Vincent to make sure he didn�t fall off during the
ride.

No matter how indifferent Vincent was to the man�s health, he would feel a
little guilty if the man died. Cloud seemed adamant about his promise to take
care of Sephiroth. He would simply ignore his presence for a while, if only for
the sake of the blonde.

Vincent lifted the resurrected man with a practiced indifference, and carried
him up the steps and into their home. Their home� His and Cloud�s� Sephiroth
wouldn�t change the fact that Cloud was his, and he was Cloud�s. He wouldn�t
let Sephiroth change that.

The gunner tossed the silver haired man onto the bed, much to Cloud�s
displeasure, before heading to the kitchen.

He pulled out some cans and pouches before dumping them all into a pot on the
stove. People ate soup when they were sick right? Vincent shrugged before
stirring the concoction and adding some vegetables.

Cloud promised Aerith that he would take care of Sephiroth, and Vincent doubted
that Cloud�s abysmal cooking skills would speed the man�s recovery. The sooner
the former general recovered, the sooner he would be gone.

Somehow, Vincent couldn�t convince himself that it would be that easy. He
frowned as he heard the splatter of overflowing liquid, and scrambled to save
the meal.

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�So the lifestream has the power to create a body, even when there are no remainders
of the deceased? This may be useful.� The beautiful cruel voice rang through
the darkness. Or perhaps it was light? She spent so long here she couldn�t
remember, but that did not matter now. No not when there were more important
things to do.

It would take time, but soon she would gain control over the lifestream, and
then she could build herself a new, stronger body. Then, she would be reunited
with her son, her prodigy. With her guidance and that boy, they would seize
control.

�It�s just a matter of time, dearest one,� she murmured sweetly.

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It was so comfortable here; so quiet and warm. Sephiroth stirred, slowly edging
towards consciousness. He could feel the press of blankets, and something
moving, against his chest. He could smell something akin to vegetables and
broth, the scent of cotton, wood, flowers and human sweat. He could here the
murmur of hushed voices and purring?

The last of which stimulated his brain and roused him from his slumber. Mako
infused green eyes opened and immediately locked onto bright golden ones, set
in an angular face covered in black fur. A cat, he realized after a moment.
With unusual effort he lifted a hand to pet the animal. He silently reveled in
the feeling of the creature�s silky coat and sinewy body. The cat�s purring
increased and it butted its head against Sephiroth�s in contentment.

�You�re awake!� A voice called from the door startling both the silver haired
man and his new companion.

Sephiroth turned his gaze to Cloud, but only continued to pet the feline.

�I see you met Shadow,� Cloud stated, as he fumbled for conversation. �I
brought you some soup. Vincent made it, so you should thank him later.�

Sephiroth sighed, and used all of his effort to lift himself to a sitting
position while Cloud shooed away the cat, earning him a miffed snort. The
blonde sat the tray on the other�s lap and stared. He�d never seen his former
enemy so weak, save when he was dying. The spoon trembled slightly in the older
man�s hand, but he somehow still managed to seem dignified.

Cloud watched as the former general ate, but soon grew anxious from the
uncomfortable silence.

�Aerith told me it usually takes longer for someone to come back to life. I
guess you�re an exception to all the rules,� he rambled with a sheepish grin.

Sephiroth simply continued to eat his soup as if no one was there.

�Um� As I said, Vincent made the soup. I�m sure you�d die if I had to make it,
so uh� yeah. He let you borrow some clothes of his as well, so I guess we
should take you shopping in a couple of days.�

�When did you get a cat?� Sephiroth asked so quietly Cloud wasn�t sure he heard
right.

�The cat?�

Sephiroth nodded before petting the creature that had reemerged.

�She�s Vincent�s. She just showed up one day, he fed her, and she never left.
Although he swears up and down that �he doesn�t care about such a trivial thing
as pets,� he spoils her rotten.�

�You love him don�t you?� Sephiroth asked with a tint of sorrow in his tone.

�Yes.�

�Then, why am I here?�

Cloud frowned at this. �Another chance,� he murmured. �A chance to live the
life you were meant to.�

�I don�t deserve it,� he countered.

�Aerith thinks you do.�

�She�s too forgiving. This life is a waste; it has no purpose, no direction.�

�Don�t be so negative!�

�It is Zack�s place to be the optimist, not yours,� Sephiroth growled before
looking away from the blonde.

Cloud sighed and picked up the tray. �Things change,� he whispered as he left
the room.

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A/N: Muahahaha! Bet y�all didn�t expect me to
sneak some plot in! Not like it matters, you�re here for pretty boys, smut, and
a possible threesome. I�m considering it.
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